Obscene (Bonus Remix) [feat. Irøn Baløøn]

Can you press the red button for me?

Hm?

Yeah

Record and remix! When I turn red say something

And I'll mix it into a song

Here we go!

They like Tommy you the shit bitch I aint even fart

Type of boy to take a hit get lit off of a cart

Send that boy to heaven if he tryna' get smart

Brand new whips, leather sests, push to start

It was a good day like my name Ice Cube

Fucking up the game with a thing of anal lube

Bitches be Ice when they all up in they mood

Models on the gram all sending me nudes

I been in the trenches tryna duck all of the heat

Got my greens in this bitch but I'm all up the beef

Stay loaded with the Glock, you know he can't sleep

Hit after hit. Can't be beat

Put the meat in her mouth take to Five Guys

Told watch my kids, boutta' nut in her eyes

Sold out shows, I'm that guy

Future so bright like we fucking fireflies

Ask ol' girl what my dick tatse like

Tryna' pull up on her hair but that bitch was a dyke

She gon' hop up on the dick like its a motherfucking bike

Saying that i love you tell that bitch, "Take a hike"

Bitches just love in when I get obscene

Gave her my cock now she a feind

Dickin' down Tina if she hella fucking mean

Giving her a kid like I'm Jeffery Epstein

Smell like my balls, hella damn tall

Pussy all drippy like Niagara Falls

Fresh and clean, Listerene

Money all stacked like a damn green been

Yeah I'm alright

Money ain't tight

Pull up on Aubrey if she wanna fucking fight

Stacking up racks, stacks on stacks

Lil Strips spittin' facts

Yes I want bacon and cheese on the lettuce wraps

FOUR OF 'EM!

(I heard you)

Are you there?

(Yeah I'm here)

You just got pranked!

Tommy you ain't shit

Fuck is your biz'?

You look like a kid coming straight from the clit

You talk about Five Guys cause' you want them in your ass

Wait lemme' stop this shit is ass

Wait, Wait, Wait! let me stop, okay y'all

This shit goes out to Windell

Fuck you Windell!

Windell you can't cook, ain't nothing like Brooke

Your dad is a cop but you still give dudes top

But shit, don't let me stop you from liking what you like, I guess

I mean, don't

Don't cancel me, bro

(Don't cancel me!) Don't cancel me

(Don't cancel me!) Don't cancel me

(Don't cancel me!) Don't cancel me

Me and IRØN BALØØN, come what you'll see

Nah, fuck that! Fuck the gays

No father figure ass motherfuckers

But hey Windell you got a dad

Too bad he's out making stacks

While you're at home sittin' on yo' ass

You can't even make a splash

Yo' ass got everyone bakin' you

Too bad you're retarded from your parents shakin' you

I remember back in middle school

When you got beat on by some dudes in the bathroom

So I'm just gonna' assume you're gay

By the way you use a broom in the classroom

No man, but no hate

I would hate myself too if I was born with a sped head

And gaps in my teeth as big as a bed

Looking like i spend all my time eating lead

So before I leave this

I want to leave y'all with a little peice of knowledge

(ALL HAIL LIL STRIPS)